notes au naturel
any and every day plays
when you speak love words
“Alas, that my heart is a lute, Whereon you have learned to play!
For many years it was mute, Until one summer’s day
You took it, and touched it, and made it thrill
And it thrills and throbs, and quivers still!”
-Lady Anne (Lindsay) Barnard (1750-1825)
The Book Of Hearts: Visions of Love in Word and Image
Running Press * Philadelphia / London
Note: Chosen quotes not in page order.